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Okay, so I'm sitting there, bawling my eyes out after BSG killing off my favorite character. When this happened for Harry Potter, I called my best friend and ranted and bitched about I hated that book and I wanted Rowling to burn, and then I calmed down and moved on.

So I IM a friend to vent about BSG. All I need is ten minutes of her listening to me whine and blubber and then I will shut up and talk about something else. Does she just sit there and nod? No. Instead she has to say shit like, "Well, unless his name is in the title of the show, the writers can kill him off," and "Well, MY favorite character in this show one time...."

...Um. Not helpful. Please shut the hell up.

So, stupidly, I call my mom. She lets me rant about five minutes about my friend being a bitch, and then ten about BSG being the devil incarnate...and as soon as I finish, starts telling me about how I have no friends and am antisocial and need to interact with people in RL. Never mind that the friend I'd been talking to was from my old university. She still apparently doesn't count as a real friend. This doesn't help my emotional state, because I've been a hermit for the past semester because my best friend here has been busy with school and I have no social interactions outside of her and her roommate and cousin and I'm fucking shit at making friends and interacting with people, even when I want to.

Needless to say, I start feeling like shit again. And then she goes on to talk about how as soon as I get home I'm expected to get my learner's permit (never mind that I haven't looked at any the Virginia laws of driving since, um, I was 16 and wouldn't pass the test) and how I need to shape up and get my life in order.

So yeah, I think I just need to crawl into bed and just ignore the rest of this shitastic day. Because people are just sucking hard right now, and I want to punch someone in the face.

*grins* I should mention it more often. See, she's a very devout Baptist, and yet she still manages to confuse and amuse me by being sarcastic and not very Christian-y.

As in, Friday, when she mentioned she'd watched Rent, I did a mental, "Oh shit" and prepared for a rant. Instead she was all, "Collins was my favorite. He was so adorable! The movie made me cry." And then we had a discussion about Mark and whether he was the unluckiest or luckiest of the group at the end.

Then, on Saturday, I wake up and wander out to the family room, where Mom is watching Not Another Teen Movie. ...Yeah. So we watched it together, and can I just say how it's sad I recognized every single one of the movies they were parodying? It doesnt help that I'd just watched Never Been Kissed Friday night. And then I saw that Fox was showing "Conversion" and "Aurora" and started bouncing around the room because "Aurora" was the next episode I needed to see of S2. And so Mom sat down and watched it with me, and we ended up having a discussion on Caldwell and Sheppard's different leadership styles. Found out that my mom dated a lot of military men when she was in college, lol. *snickers* I was a bit saddened by the fact that Zelenka wasn't in either episode, so I couldn't show her my favorite character, but she was amused by McKay and Sheppard, so....

She ended up really liking the show, which surprised me until Sunday rolled around. I'd stayed up 'til 4 watching a Star Trek marathon. As in now I finally understand all the Kirk/Spock jokes. *grins* But Mom wanted to know why I was dead, and when I told her I was watching Star Trek, she brightened and was all, "Oh, Star Trek! With Spock and Kirk and Chekov and Uruha and McCoy and...." And rattled off every single character's name as I stared at her, and then was all, "Oh, come on, sweetheart, I was in college when we had weekend parties watching that show." *grins* So my mom was a Trekkie.

Of course, then we watched David Hewlett's Nothing and she thinks I have the worst taste in movies ever. *laughs* I was amused by it anyway. Though it was definitely, decidedly crack.